Beijing, Kunning Road.

On this street, the flow of people on the originally bustling street is abnormal, coupled with the fact that there are many stalls and shops in the alleys in the past, it is not an exaggeration to describe the words overcrowding and rubbing shoulders, it seems that everything is normal.

After all, to be honest, early morning is the peak time for foot traffic in the capital.

However, if you look closely, you will see that in one of the alleys around the corner, both the vendors and the pedestrians are still!

......

"He can't die!" Ghost Grandma's gaze was fixed on the street directly below the roof at the top of the tavern, and word by word burst out of her mouth.

"Huh?" Zhou Yuqian subconsciously raised her head, her eyes filled with mist and extreme sadness. She was stunned for a moment, and then quickly asked in an incredible tone, "What? Really? Brother Shi Rui is all right?"

Maybe it's because Zhou Yuqian is too excited, she even changed the tone of her speech, and a series of interrogative sentences came out of her mouth, and the speed of speaking was so fast that people could hardly react, and they had no choice but to be stunned.

"Hmph!" the ghost grandmother didn't know why, and it seemed to be even more angry. She looked under the guardrail on the edge of the roof at the top of the tavern where she was located, and said gloomily: "I have been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for 20 years, and I have never suffered such a big loss!

Downstairs in this tavern, the neatly paved pavement of bluestone slabs facing the entrance is spotless and beautiful. However, at this moment, the place where Shi Rui fell because of his injury was empty, all this only shows one thing: Shi Rui and Zhou Xiaoyu have disappeared!

Zhou Yuqian saw that the ghost grandmother was angry, and she didn't dare to ask again. I had to move to the edge of the rooftop and look down cautiously.

Sure enough, Zhou Yuqian cheered in her heart, and the expression on her face immediately turned from cloudy to sunny. But in the next second, she quickly controlled herself, and pretended to have a pitiful expression on her face, and asked nervously: "Grandma, you have a lot of adults, so you won't arrest him again, right?"

"Alas————" The ghost grandmother saw it in her eyes, sighed long, and then said: "He has been rescued by Zhou Xiaoyu, grandma, I don't have the ability to arrest him back." Go back, you can only wait for the Holy Lord to blame you, and the old body has nothing to say and is willing to be punished......"

After speaking, the ghost grandmother waved her hand, and a black light passed through her cuffs from mid-air, which was the previous demon knife "Qiushui".

Almost at the same moment, a shadow appeared above this rooftop. If you look closely, you will find that they are a group of soldiers wearing pure black armor and moving extremely quickly. Unless this group of soldiers took off their armor, they couldn't see their appearance from the outside, and they couldn't even see their body shape and state, which was extremely mysterious.

Their whole bodies were shrouded in armor that was so black that even the sunlight could not reflect it, and the material of the armor did not look like it was made of gold, iron, stone or jade, and it did not look like it was made of materials that could be seen in ordinary cases. It seems that the armor itself is not decorated, and even the edges and corners of the armor are bold, which looks very simple and concise. Behind the waists of these soldiers, each of them was armed with a short sword of the same pure black color. The dagger is tucked away in the scabbard, and the hilt is the simplest style, with no carvings on it, just a loop of straps to increase friction. The length of the scabbard is about fifty centimeters and the width is about three centimeters.

Also, on the top of their left arm, there was a small cloth bag made of black silk thread, bulging inside, as if it contained more than one thing, but it didn't look bloated.

Moreover, their movements were uniform, and when they landed on the ground on the rooftop, they only made a total of one sound, which inadvertently showed strong control and well-trained training.

The soldier at the head is facing the ghost of Yinshan, his height is obviously taller than the other personnel behind him, if you add the thickness of the armor, then this person is about two meters three tall, but it has a bit of visual impact.

There are many more details like this, such as the fact that in addition to the simple decoration on his armor like the others, there is a small dark purple pattern on the shoulder armor of his right arm. The pattern is an abstract scythe, and the handle of the scythe is deliberately designed to be very short, at a 45-degree angle in the center of the whole pattern, so as to highlight the blade of the sickle.

Obviously, the blade part is the key to the whole pattern, and the dark purple blade has extremely fine lines on the surface, and there is a feeling of quicksand when you touch it. Since the color of the subtle lines is the same pure black as the armor itself, and they are so dense and fine like miniature sculptures, if you don't look closely, you won't be able to see the mystery at all.

In addition, the short knife he configured was slightly longer than other people's short knives, although the blade was completely tucked into the corresponding scabbard, but from the gap between the handle and the scabbard, you could slightly see that the blade exuded a faint dark gold color, which was extremely mysterious.

The soldiers led by knelt down on one knee and bowed halfway, and said to the ghost grandmother in a particularly plain tone: "There is an order from the saint, please Yao Ji to go to the Taiyu Hall to talk!"

"Oh?" the ghost couldn't help but play with the demon knife "Qiushui" in her hand, staring at the leader of the soldiers with interest, and a faint ghost flickered in her eyes, as if she wanted to see through this person.

Unfortunately, all the armor worn by the soldiers was helmets, so their faces could not be seen at all. The soldier also did not move at all, but quietly performed the most standardized half-salute.

"In this case, the old body is naturally better to be respectful than to obey his fate!" "Half a salary, the ghost grandmother said, "I just don't know when the emperor's secret guard acted in such a high-profile manner, and even a short knife was made of gold inlay!"